void

i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end

"There it is! You might bleed red Ronin but your blood is still just as blue. A lowly commoner stronger than you? Even when you are the one BleSseD by ThE gOds? How infuriating that must be to your oh so fragile ego." He yells, cheeks full of colour now.

"Me ungrateful? I suppose everything I have ever done for you means nothing? Helping establish your ridiculous guildhouse, and caring for your daughter when you died? For helping you hide the fucking body after you murdered a man? If I am ungrateful Ronin, what the fuck does that make you?" Tilting back his head to laugh, Remi swept forward in a deep bow that would have suited Ronin as a baron or a king, he rose with a sneer on his face. "Gods and how will I ever repay you for that? And not just me, everyone allegedly. You're a gods-damn hero, you truly a—"

Remi wants to be hit, wants sense or unconsciousness knocked into him so that he won't have to feel any of this anymore. He staggers, grinning fiendishly as Ronin's fist (and the rings thereon) knocks against his jaw. Blood freckles the air as Remi reaches up to touch the soon-to-be-purple skin. "Tell me Ronin." Remi asks, spitting a ball of spit and blood into the sand. "How many of those rings below to the dead?" There was Roana's for one. "Two at least, if you count me."

And then he tried to punch Ronin back.